Sharp County record., 1887-07-28

Is4y to you, as Dahloi S"iu " -,
The God in whose hand thy breath Is anu OH
thv way, thou has not gloriiled
If YOU treated anybody as DaaIy aS
ron have treated God, you would nave
g,odo Ave hundred apologies-yea, your
+rboIa life would have been an apolo9y
Tbree times day you have been seated
~ Cod,s table. Spring, summer autumn
and winter he has appropriately "Pp",
eIed YOU. Your health from aim' yout
companion from him, your cnIureu iio".
him YOUR home from him; all the orlsnU
surroundings of your life from hlm' w.
non what dost thou with that hard heart'
Canst tbou not feel one throb OF gratl-
trde toward the God that made you, anu
+bo Christ who came to redeem you, an
+bo Holv Ghost who has all these years
been importuuing youl II you could slt
down five minutes under the tree ol
Saviour,s martyrdom and feel his warm
life trickling on your toreheau' anu
check and hands, methinks you Woulu
Get some appreciation Of what you owe
10 a crucifed Jesus,
Heart Of stone, relent, relent
Touched by Jesus cross subdueu;
See his body, mangled, rent
Covered with gore Of blood.
Sinful soul. what hast thou done'
Crucifed the Eternal Son.
Jacob. with good deal OF tug ana
nush took the stone from the well
month. so that the 1ocks might De
watered. And I would that this morning
nv word, blessed of God, might remove
the hindrances to your getting up 10 tne
Gospel well. Yea, take it Tor granted
that the work Is done, and now, like orl-
entail shepherds, 1 proceed to water the
sheep.
Come. all We thirsty! You have an un-
defined longing in your soul You trleu
money making; that did not satisfy you.
Won tried office under Government; that
did not satisfy you. You tried pictures
and sculptures; but works OF art dld not
satisfy you.
You are as much discontented with this
life as the celebrated French author who
felt that he could not any longer endure
the misfortunes of the world, and who
| said:
"At four o'clock this afternoon ] shall
nut an end to my own existence. Mean
time, must toll on up to that time for
the sustenance of my family"
And he wrote on his book until the
clock struck four, when he folded up his
manuscript, and, by his own hand, con-
! cluded his earthly life. There are men
| in this house who are perfectly discon-
tented. Unhappy in the past, unhappy
to-day, to be unhappy forever, unless you
come to this Gospel well. This satisfies
the soul with high, deep. all-absorbng
and eternal satisfaction. 1t comes and 1t
offers the most unfortunate man so
much of this world as is best for him, and
throws all Heaven in the bargain. The
wealth of Cre5us. and all the Stewards,
and all the Barings, and all the Roths-
childs is only poor, miserable shilling
compared with the eternal fortunes that
Christ offers you to-day.
| In the far East there was a King who
used once year to get on scales, while
on the other side of the scales were
placed gold, and silver, and gems. In
deed, enough were placed thel to balance
the King; then, at the close Of the weigh
ing, all those treasures were thrown
among the populace. But Christ to-day
steps on one side the scales, and on the
other side are all the treasures OF the
universe, and He says:
"All are yours-all height all depth,
all length, all breadth, all eternity; all
are yours.n
We don't appreciate the promises of
the Gospel When an aged clergyman
was dying-a man very eminent in the
| Church-alyoung theological student stood
by his side, and the aged man looked up
and said to him:
Cant you give me some comfort in my
dying hourp
| mo" said the young man. 81 can't
talk to you on this subject; you know all
about it, and have known it so long"
"Well," said the dying man, "just re-
cite to me some promises
The young man thought a moment, and
he came to this promise:
The blood Of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all
| sin.
And the old man clapped his hands, and
in his dying moment said:
THAT'S just the promise l have been
waiting for:
The blood OF Jesus Christ cleanseth from all
| sim"
Oh, the warmth, the grandeur the mag
nificence of the promises.
Come, also, to this Gospel well, all We
troubled. do not suppose you have es-
capped. Compare your view of this life at
fifteen years of age with what your view
is ofit at forty or sixty or seventy. What
great contrast of op ion! Were you
right then, or are you right now9 Two
cups placed in your hands, the one a
sweet cup, the other a sour cup. A cup
of Joy and cup Of grief Which has been
the nearest to being full, and out Of which
have you the more frequently partakenl
| What different place Greenwood is from
what it used to be. Once it was to you a
grand city improvement, and you
went out on the pleasure excursion, and
you ran laughingly up the mound, and
you criticised in a light way the epita ph.
But since the day when you heard the
bell toll at the gate when you went in
with the procession it is sad place, and
there is flood of rushing memories that
suffuse the eye and overmaster the
heart.
Oh, you have had trouble, trouble,
trouble. God only knows how much you
have had. 1t is wonder you have been
able to live through it. 1t is a wonder
your nervous system has not been shat
tered, and your brain has not reel ed.
Trouble, trouble. II l could gather all
the griefs, of all sorts, from this great
audience, and could put them in one scroll,
neither man nor angel could endure tho